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- Emily Ezust

Aubade

Language: English after the French (Français)

My darling, daylight doth appear,
And the birds sing out their "awake!"
Open your eyes and your window
To the first bright rays of the sun.
How can you keep slumbering on with-
out a care as without a hope,
While the jealous sweetheart who loves you
Awaits since dawn your face to see?
Ah! come, you swore that you would, dearest!
come forth, my love! You are my own!
My heart awaits, my voice is calling,
O do not fail your word to keep.
Thy pledges sweet I call to mind.
Ah! come, my darling, my darling, come!
Come, we shall walk up to the hill,
to the same place where we go each day;
Taking the pathway that declines
While our love still does upward soar!
And the songbirds that round here dwell,
Gay witnesses of our first vows,
Will say in their leaf-covered branches:
How blissful are this loving pair!
Ah! come, you swore that you would, dearest!
come forth, my love! You are my own!
My heart awaits, my voice is calling,
O do not fail your word to keep.
Thy pledges sweet I call to mind.
Ah! come, my darling, my darling, come!